The Snow Country military was still very sincere, and their movements were no longer unpleasant, and Jean and his party only waited on the beach for thirty minutes.

Qin and his entourage had all boarded the airship at this moment, and the accompanying Snow Country soldiers were only officers of the border garrison and a few ordinary soldiers in addition to the staff on the airship. There doesn't seem to be any conspiracy.

Snowpiercer's military airships are very shabby.

Outside Jean's hatch, Snowmark overhears her arguing with Roland. Roland said that he must go to Sula first to find Jean's mother, and that he could only fight against the royal family of Northern Austria if he got Sulla's assistance, while Jean preferred to return to China immediately after helping Snow Mark solve the problem in Dongxiang Village.

Jean's revival from nothing turned out to be an overnight affair. She was already an ordinary person, but now she could become a queen in one fell swoop.

Snow Scar felt a little inferior, once on the pilgrimage road, he had a hundred times the telekinesis, that felt quite good, it seemed to be on an equal footing with Qin. But now, as events unfolded, he found more and more of a huge gap between himself and Jean, who, as Hemod said, were not at all the way.

It was getting dark, and it was a moonless night.

Snowmark noticed that someone was watching him behind him.

is an officer of the garrison.

"Why do you always look at me like that?"

The officer walked around the corner of the corridor and looked at the snow marks:

"You are also a capable person, otherwise the 99th Regiment would not have gone to the village to find you. They value you so much, I thought you would have three heads and six arms, and now you look like an ordinary person. ”

Xue Scar scolded her mother in her heart, the capable are also human, and I am not the capable at all.

"I'm a native of here, okay?"

"Hehe," the officer smiled disdainfully, "Are you also from Snowpier?"

"Huh?" Snowmark looked at him, puzzled by what he meant.

The officer's voice was low, as if suppressing resentment:

"Aren't you the one who brought these foreigners in? Our country is abandoned by the world, and we never accept help from the outside world, but we never let outsiders take away what belongs to us. Especially those Westerners, who are the descendants of demons, and they are our enemies! And you brought them here, you guys, you betrayed our traditions. ”

Snow Scar gradually understood that he blamed himself for bringing the foreigner into the snow country.

Snow Country is a country that has been closed off from the outside world since ancient times. After years of publicity, many people in Snow Country believe that Snow Country is the last pure land after the destruction of the world. And then there was a kind of idea of the supremacy of the Snow Country, and even formed a religion, and those who held this idea believed that the end of the world was the purification of the human world by God or some higher being, and that the people of the Snow Country who had not been purified were pure, flawless, and the darlings of the gods. And all other peoples are unclean nations that should be purified.

The Border Guards, whose duty to picket stowaways, often come into contact with foreigners, and in order to avoid being influenced by foreign ideas, the state has been particularly strong in its propaganda among the Border Guards, so this idea of Snow Country supremacy is stronger and more prevalent among this group.

This officer is obviously a person who thinks like this.

Hearing him accuse himself of betraying his country and traditions, Xue Scar became angry: "You are also qualified to accuse me? Where were you when my mother and I were in crisis? Where were you when we were wronged and were about to be executed? Is our tradition to see death and not to be saved? Is it to exclude dissidents? Ah?

Snow Scar angrily grabbed the collar of his neat military uniform and shouted angrily.

The officer didn't seem to expect Snow Mark to dare to be so rude to him, nor did he expect him to say such a thing, his words obviously made the officer's mind suffer a little shock, and he was a little stunned for a while.

But being an officer made it impossible for him to continue to be grabbed by the collar by Snow Marks like this. He snorted and pushed the snow scars away. Turn and walk to the cabin, no longer talking to Snowmark.

Standing in the airship corridor, Snow Scar felt heavy, not expecting that his act of saving himself turned out to be an act of betrayal in the eyes of the Snow Countryers. The future of himself and his mother was also clouded by this.

At that moment, a cough came from behind the snow marks. Snowmark turned around and saw Roland standing against the wall.

Roland obviously saw the scene just now, and he walked over: "It seems that you have been ostracized by your own people." ”

Snowmark was silent.

"You have passed the teacher assessment, and now you are a trainee teacher. You are eligible to go to Jerusalem for further study, to become a cadet, to get out of here and go to Jerusalem. Roland said kindly.

Snowmark remembered that Pissarro had also mentioned this invitation.

The training of mental ability, the safe environment, the colorful new world of material abundance, what a tempting invitation, but Snow Mark is not going to accept it.

"No, I'm not going. ”

Roland seemed a little surprised: "Why?"

"Anyway, this is my country, it's my hometown. Snowmark turned: "What about Jerusalem, where you live in a world of material abundance and paradise, but you have a gloomy mind that does not match it, and I am no less persecuted there than here." ”

Roland's face turned red when he was said, and the banter expression on his face seemed to fade a little, and he changed his posture and leaned against the wall: "The Nianshi Guild is different from the Neotheological Church, but even if it is the Neotheological Church, they are actually dedicated to the safety ......of Jerusalem."

Snowmark shook her head, not wanting to hear Roland's explanation.

Through his contacts with these capable people, he had discovered the differences between the Nianshi Guild and the Protestant Church in subtle ways, and Pissarro was grateful for resolving his mother's crisis through diplomatic means. But after all, Jerusalem is in the possession of both sides, and his previous experience in Jerusalem has left him with indelible psychological wounds, so he has an instinctive resistance to Jerusalem.

Roland raised his eyebrows and stood up straight: "Okay, no matter what, no matter how you choose, because you are a member of the Nianshi, so no matter where you are, the Nianshi Guild will try its best to ensure your safety, which is the duty of our Nianshi Guild." SBC is responsible for killing people, and we are responsible for saving people, you know, that's it. ”

The New God Church is responsible for killing, and the Nianshi Guild is responsible for saving people, a Jerusalem saying that is an exaggerated summary of the division of labor between the two organizations. This is because the Cult of the New God is primarily responsible for exterminating the degenerate who have received the power of darkness, while the Nianshi Guild is primarily responsible for protecting and absorbing those who have not fallen into the power.

With that, Roland turned and walked to his cabin.

Snowmark looked at his back and realized that he and Kevin Ken were helping him, a "stranger" in a foreign land, not entirely because of Jean's orders, but because of their duties as Nian Guru.

Snowmark asked, "Why?"

"What, why?" Roland stopped and turned.

"Why do you want to protect me?

"It's not to protect you as a person, it's to protect 'Nian'," Roland scratched his head, "By the way, you're not a capable person yet." You are a special case, but you know, we are here to protect all the new abilities, to protect their minds. ”

Snow Mark remembered that in the prison cell, the fat man's analogy of the Nianshi Guild, the New God Cult and the Three Dark Families dividing the bread, basically understood what Roland meant. Although in essence, what the Nianshi Guild does is also a kind of competition for the capable, but what the Nianshi Guild does is much better than the darkness.

"Thank you, Roland, and thank Jean and Kevin, and thank you and everyone in the guild. Snowmark said from the bottom of his heart, and although he did not want to accept the invitation to Jerusalem, he was grateful for their help.

Only then did he suddenly remember that the Nianshi Guild was so selflessly protecting him, and he had not yet expressed his gratitude to them.

Although he was persecuted by the Protestant Church in Jerusalem, the top of the Nianshi Guild once came to his rescue, and Qin, as his "guide", also led the way for himself out of his duty as a teacher, so he risked rescuing himself from Jerusalem, and Pissarro sent someone to rescue his mother...... In fact, I have received a lot of help from the guild, and I should indeed be grateful.

Snow Scar bowed deeply to Roland.

Roland smiled and accepted.

Dongxiang Village. The Great Elder was tied to a threshing floor.

Gu Bao squatted opposite him, swallowing his saliva and moaning weakly: "Second uncle, I'm hungry ......"

Light gray rain and mist shrouded Dongxiang Village, and the drizzle continued to fall.

The Great Elder has been reduced to a prisoner, but he is still in good spirits. He was kneeling on the platform, facing east, his hands handcuffed, and he was calmly lighting a stick of incense.

"Dabao, don't worry, let me finish this last stick of incense. He covered the incense with his hand and carefully moved it to the censer, lest a drop of rain happen to extinguish it.

He already had a premonition of what was going to happen, and he knew his fate very well. He felt that he had no regrets, but he still had to make a statement to heaven and earth, and let heaven and earth know his hard work, so that he could go on the road with peace of mind.

Underneath the platform, there were dense villagers, silent in the gray rain and fog. Only the eyes emit a faint light, like a scarecrow with glass beads making eyes.

Even though they knew that the captain was venting his anger, when the Grand Elder was arrested by the soldiers for "obstructing the execution of his mission", they still did not do justice, and no one stood up to say a word of justice. During the long time that the soldiers left, leaving the Great Elder here and waiting for the people in the military management center to take him into custody, no one secretly let the Great Elder go.

The Great Elder hated, he hated the indifference and cowardice of the villagers, and he even saw from the crowd those few people who strongly advocated the execution of Xue Ziqing the day before yesterday. They did justice for them, but when it came time to fall, they stood by!

People's hearts are not ancient!

"Second uncle, I'm really hungry......" Gu Bao shook his head and muttered.

"Don't be in a hurry, don't be in a hurry......" The Great Elder made a few customary gestures to Gu Bao to signal the applause to stop, as a way of appeasement.

He turned and knelt down on the sacred platform where he had demonstrated his power and mobilized the masses in unison, inserted incense into the censer, and bowed to the eastern sky. It seems to be calm as usual, but in fact, there are old tears on his face: "Everything the old man has done is for the sake of the village, and the sky can learn from it! The village has been peaceful for a hundred years, all because we have never caused trouble, and we are happy to live in poverty, and all this disaster is to blame on the son of the devil! The old man has always done his best to do things according to God's will, maintain traditions, purify evil, and never slack off. Pray that the gods will open their eyes and bless the village from this catastrophe...... Ahh

His prayer was interrupted by great pain.

It was Gubao who pounced on the Great Elder without waiting for him to finish praying, and he frantically devoured the Great Elder's body, ignoring the Great Elder's screams, tearing his muscles with his teeth and sucking the blood, as if he was tasting the delicious meal he had just hunted.

But he eats people.

His actions were like the sound of a starting gun, the crowd boiled, and the villagers rushed to the stage to eat the body of the Great Elder, who was not yet cold.

In the firewood house at the east end of the village, Xue Ziwei, Xueji's mother, stood in front of the window that had been sealed by wooden boards, standing on tiptoe and looking out through the cracks in the wooden planks that closed the window. Because of the distance, she couldn't see what the people were doing in the square.

I could only see the torches around the platform flickering and extinguishing, reflecting the ghost-like faces.